Can you tell I do a lot of reading? Right now, I am reading 'Through the Looking Glass' by Lewis Carol for, I don't know...the billionth time now?! That is my favorite favorite FAVORITE book of all. For me I wouldn't even call it a children's book, since it can be interesting to all ages. I can't say exactly what I heart about it, thought I could say this, a very discreet and unspecific answer: absolutely everything. The melting, gauzy mirror, the talking flowers, and the twisted logic...good times. They have made several ALICE movies, but my favorite is the one made by Disney. Just sharing how much I love that book.
And whenever I read a book like that, it makes me wonder all manner of things. I won't take time to list them now, but my train of thought led me to this question: now that I'm in eighth grade, exactly who should I be? Who do people want me to be? Who do people see me as? And most importantly: who am I?
Maybe a question a lot of us think about, or maybe lots of us skip over that and think of something less...thoughtful. But I wanna know!! I've been hearing of rumors going around about me of things that aren't true. That I idolize my best friend and aspire to be every bit what she is? So not true. I heart her, but that's way different than wishing I was her and her and her. I look up to her, but I don't worship her and the grounds that she's walked. It's not unusual for me to have rumors flying: I was forced to get used to it when I was at the young, innocent and simple age of nine years old. Good times...I thought. Until the rumors happened. Things are smoother now, and I'm slowly tearing down a wall that was built up over the years.
I'm not sure what I'm trying to say. I guess what my core afterthought is is this: I need to find out who I am, who I want to be, who I should let people think I am, and who I should belong too.
When did life get so questioning? Difficult, if you will?
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